“It’s all about negotiating leverage,” Moses replied.“It’s hard to believe the town wants to put 500 construction men in the unemployment li...e in the middle of the construction season,” I said.“Well, let’s change the game a little bit. Tear up the contract with Q-town and make it a two part contract. Part one is to be the sewage and water pipes from the town to the gun club. That will take in Morton, the Morton water tower, the Crash Motel, and the gun club and get the pipes just a few miles. Agonisingly slowly, he tilted his head down, and our lips met. They barely brushed once, and then he licked his lips and was back for more. He wasn't demanding or rough, just sweet and soft and perfect, and whatever flimsy wall I had tried to construct over my emotions shattered. I could feel him tremble, and I wondered what his self-control was costing him.My hands, the only part of my arms that could move, fisted as I struggled against him. I wasn't strong enough to stop him forcibly, but I. Mission accomplished. We exited the city with little other conflict. As I walked naked with the team, the b**st stayed at my side. The team was wary of him but his apparent devotion to me was obvious. I stopped when we were well outside of the city and told Otton, “I want to keep the b**st. There must be some way for him to come with us. But maybe I need to find out if that is what he wants.”Otton looked at me in disbelief, “If that is what he wants? Are you implying that you two are able to. " I reply. I grab a handful of her hair and pull her long blond hair back. The snarling beast inside each of us is set free. I feast on her neck, biting and licking, like a vampire in need of blood. She grabs my hair on the back of my head, pulls me back. "Fucking kiss me you bastard." She presses her lips on mine, shoves her tongue inside my mouth, darting around mine. I smell her scent, so intoxicating; it makes my hard cock twitch in my pants. We start working on each other’s clothes. She.